Page 12 of Grumpy Special Ops Bear: Ep. 2
I hurried through the snow, glancing over my shoulder every few minutes to check the bear’s proximity. Of course there the bear was, lumbering after me. It kept its distance, and laughter bubbled up in my throat. It was probably scared of getting smacked again. I kept laughing and continued to go along as if I didn’t have a care in the world, as if a giant grizzly and a pack of wolves weren’t trying to kill me.
Yep, just another ordinary day for me. Nothing out of sorts here. Nope. I’ll just keep on trekking.
Chapter 11
Fergus
I was stillin shock as I followed Trinity, almost as if I were in a trance. She’d smacked me, just reached up and fucking smacked the shit out of me.
A grizzly bear. In the face. With her bare hand.
I watched her luscious ass—the ass she’d slapped like a stripper and told me to kiss—as it jiggled slightly while she trudged on.
Who the hell is this woman?
She whirled around, sticking up her middle finger at me. “Go away, asshole,” she snarled, swaying on her feet before turning back around and walking off slowly.
She was going to pass out. I’d smelled the blood on her, but there was an infection too. She had a fever, and it was making her delirious. I wasn’t sure just how bad she was until Grant came stalking out of the woods and Trinity spotted him.
Waiting to see what she’d do, I watched Grant freeze in place.
Should I go?Grant asked.
I shook my furry head.No, she doesn’t think this is real. Just don’t move.
Grant yawned loudly, then plopped his bear butt in the snow and waited. Trinity stared at him for a few seconds, and then she glanced back over her shoulder at me before looking back at him.
“You’re a polar bear,” she mused. “Why the fuck are you here? Oh damn. This isn’t right. This isn’t real. It can’t be.”
The thought must have made her happy because she laughed, and then she reached out a hand toward Grant’s muzzle. He didn’t move an inch. She looked so small compared to his body.
Trinity’s fingers brushed his muzzle, and he nuzzled against her hand. Then he blew out through his nose loudly before sneezing. A pang of jealousy shot through me at the sight, and I growled.
Grant quirked a brow at me.Don’t like her, huh?he joked.I’ll take her.
Enough,I answered through our link.
But I couldn’t deny it any longer. Trinity had pulled me to her somehow, making me feel like it would be the death of me if I ever left her side.
But now it seemed if we left her, she would die.
Trinity moved on past Grant, as if she were used to seeing polar bears in the middle of the Alaskan wild. She made it a few more yards before I recognized something was amiss. She stumbled forward and went down. Grant ran to her, and she landed on his hulk of a body, unconscious. I rushed over, shifting back to my human form, and pulled her up into my arms.
Grant shifted moments later. “She has an infection. I can smell it.”
“I know. We have to get the wound patched up, but I don’t want her knowing we helped—not yet.”
“So she’s going to wake up in an altogether new spot with a bandaged wound?”
“Yes. She’s already been through enough. I’m not dying to make her face the truth that more than wolf-shifters are out here. I have a feeling she doesn’t think I’m really a bear.”
I turned away, but Grant reached out a hand and rested it on my shoulder.
“What?”
“I need to tell you something before you decide what to do.”
“Spit it out. We don’t have time.”
